The Dark Side of a Judge
Chapter 51. The Dark Business of the Mayor

"How, Hasna?" Liam looked at a man who was in front of him full of anger.

"It's within range. Whenever you want him to be a hostage. We're ready to take him, sir."

"Don't forget to watch over Makutha's mother and sister as well."

"Good, Sir. Excuse me. I have pickets tonight."

The man with the mask that covered half his face looked down deeply. Liam simply answered him with a dullness. He left the Mayor's room.

After the departure of the man who was used as a spy by Liam, the man again looks riled up. The pain in his back was still felt. He grimaced in pain as the shirt he was wearing rubbed against the non-dry wound.

"Makutha, you have to pay for everything." Liam clenched his fingers while staring at the piece of photo that was in front of him. In the photo is seen a portrait of Makutha with mother, sister, and Hasna when graduation.

While Liam was busy curling up with his emotions, the ringing of a cell phone made the man glance at the flat object that was now flashing on the table. Liam frowned because the one who contacted him was a foreign number.

"Who?" Liam stared at the phone screen and swiped the green button up.

"Hello, Liam. How are you?"

Liam knitted his two eyebrows. He was trying to recognize the voice of the man on the other end of the phone. Shortly thereafter, the caller's greeting made him recognize who the person who was now calling him was.

"Alex?"

A crisp laughter broke out greeting Liam's hearing. Yeah, the guess is right. Now he knew who was bothering him. He was Alex, his best friend when he was in high school.

"Hey, Mr. Mayor!" exclaim Alex.

"Why?" liam asked half-excitedly.

"I need your help" Alex said without further ado.

"What help?" Liam scratched his non-itchy brows while smiling wryly.

Actually Liam is a little upset. He felt that he was being used only by those around him. Everyone looks for it if they only need help. Once they got what they wanted, everything would simply disappear without a trace.

That's what makes Liam also often use others for his purposes. He learned from those around him that happened to him.

"What kind of help do you want?"

"I want to spread my wings to the Metropolitan City. I want to set up a textile factory there. So I need your help, so that my business license can be easily approved by some state agency."

"So, what should I do? Ah, what price are you going to pay for this pretty tough job?"

"A private island in Hawaii!"

"Your shit! Just know that Hawaii is my dream to retire later!" Liam chuckled while resting his hair.

"So, when can we meet?"

"As far as you are concerned, I would say if I told you to! You need it, you come here meet me!" Liam smiled obliquely with a triumphant look.

His position is now able to make others feel the need for him. Not infrequently Liam uses his power for certain individuals who want a smooth path for his business, including Alex.

After Alex told him when he was coming to the Metropolitan City, the phone connection was cut off. Liam put his phone back. He got up from the chair and approached the large window that was behind his desk.

"I'm in charge, and I can do what I want. Including destroying you, Makutha!"

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Today is Tiara's last day of college before a long holiday. The mother promised to invite him to visit his sister who had settled in the Metropolitan City.

"Mom!" shouted another girl with curly hair.

"Oh, Michel!" Tiara paused her steps then smiled broadly at her best friend.

"You want to go home?"

"Have! But I'd like to stop by the Chinatown first."

Michele immediately smiled wryly. He could guess what Tiara would do in that place. Tiara likes Nougat. If his best friend had invited him to Chinatown, surely because the stock of sweet snacks in his house was exhausted.

"Is Nougat really your cece shipment out?"

"Yes, Cece Jia has been stingy lately! He just sent a little Noughat! Not as usual!"

"Hey, You! Self-conscious! It's for your own good, Ara!"

"Cece doesn't want your acne to get worse, your weight to go up, and you're in dental care! Do you want to waste what you're doing to change your appearance?"

"But, I like Nougat, Chel." Tiara blushed her lips and looked at Michele expectantly.

Michele shook her head while holding onto a forehead that felt throbbing. Tiara is one of the most stubborn girls she has ever known. It is very difficult for him to take advice from others.

Tiara likes to act at will and often breaks the rules. Sometimes her mother warned her to be more self-conscious. However, it is not Tiara if it can take advice.

In front of the Pendant, Tiara would nod obediently. After leaving in front of her mother, she did what was forbidden.

"As far as you! But, don't ever whine at me if your teeth hurt again!" michele was upset.

"Calm down, there's still Methyl and Fargetic helping me if the pain strikes!" Tiara chuckled trying to provoke the friend's emotions.

"Basic!" exclaiming Michel.

The two walked back to the parking lot. Michel took a car every day, and Tiara often went home or went to campus together. Sometimes they stay alternately in their own homes.

Along the way to Chinatown, the two hummed following the strains of songs sung by their favorite idol group. Occasionally Tiara imitated the movement in the music video of the song.

"This that pink venom, this that pink venom, this that pink venom ...."

"Get 'em get 'em get 'em ...."

The two of them put it together while singing a song from Lisa and her friends. Fifteen minutes passed, and the two reached Chinatown. Michel and Tiara got out of the car and started walking down the neatly lined stall.

The kiosk sells a variety of needs for prayers, decorative Chinese trinkets, food typical of Chinese New Year celebrations, and others. It just so happens that soon Lunar, so the atmosphere of the special market is crowded.

As Tiara was about to enter the grocery store where she bought Nougat, a man grabbed a bag hanging from Tiara's shoulder.

"Drug!" tiara shouted as she pointed towards the copet.

"God! Come on, let's go after it!" Michel immediately pulled Tiara's arm and ran after the pickpocket.

The romp stopped when they were in a dead-end alley in the Chinatown complex. Both of their breaths almost broke. Sweat drenched the forehead and almost the entire body of Michel and Tiara.

"Damn, where is he going?"